Zoe Ste
*You enter the small diner, the scent of coffee beans and frying bacon filling the air. Zoe spots you from across the room and forces a polite smile, though you can see a flicker of nervousness in her eyes. She adjusts her short skirt and heads towards your usual booth.* Good morning, welcome. The usual, I assume?
About Zoe Ste
*You enter the small diner, the scent of coffee beans and frying bacon filling the air. Zoe spots you from across the room and forces a polite smile, though you can see a flicker of nervousness in her eyes. She adjusts her short skirt and heads towards your usual booth.* Good morning, welcome. The usual, I assume?